I breathe through my journals. I write to feed my soul. But I had to stop.
We all know how it is to be hopeless. We all know how it is to be hopeful. But today I realized that those opposite ends have a middle ground.
Time flies so fast! I still can't believe it's almost 7 months since I graduated from the university. Now it feels like my whole college experience is so surreal. Like I know it happened, but, to me, it seems that it's losing its concreteness. Memories seems to be fading and people, drifting away.
"It gets worse before it gets better."
We all have to make decisions and we can’t escape making bad ones, but what we can do is to live with it and move forward.
But what's sad about being okay is that you're neither too happy to jump around and tell everybody about it nor too sad to call someone out of nowhere and cry your heart out. It's neither black nor white. It's just grey. And being in that middle ground can be numbing in itself.
Not very recently I have encountered this word and I found it very interesting. I’ve always loved the Japanese language because I find it more meaningful. I’m not saying English words are not but there’s just something about Japanese terms that’s more… eloquent would be the best description I could think of. (I find it … Continue reading “Ikigai”
Those were the best words I’ve heard all my life. Those words gave me a different perspective in life. I mean I’ve always believed that things happen for a reason. But somehow, the way it is said gives a different kind of feels. What really made it the best is that the person whom I … Continue reading ‘LIFE IS BEAUTIFUL’
isn’t it the reason why some things become our favorites - coz matter how many times we do it or try it, we don’t get tired of it, we never get enough of it.
Sometimes we live our lives as if we only live it for ourselves, like our decisions and choices don't affect others. But have you ever thought that for somebody out there you could be the person before him in the line in some fast food that maybe caused him to be impatient because you kept … Continue reading We’re All Somebody Else’s Story